Friends

Characters: One shoujo heroine (hostclubdaddy) and One Reverse Trap (virginaesthetic)
Location: Walking home from Ouran to the grocery store and Haruhi's apartment.
Time: On a Friday after school following this
Summary: Haruhi and Tamaki go on a not!date after school one day.
Warnings: The world enjoys interfering on their awkwardness, so who knows!

( something magical and special )

[wheeeeee, snow! Tamaki is bundled up in his fashionable winter gear and in the middle of constructing a snowman. It actually looks quite good, and he's putting a scarf on it, a rather expensive one that would cost most people a month's rent. Of course he's not really even aware of the value of the thing. He's just having fun, because SNOW!]

Another great commoner's custom, and it doesn't even cost anything!

[he takes a step back, evaluating his work]

[Emil (or is it?) appears on the Plane suddenly and without warning, surrounded by four big black wolves. They all have shreds of cloth in their mouths, and Emil's sawlike sword is covered in blood. If he's aware of his surroundings, he doesn't... seem like it.

In fact, he seems anything but lucid.]

I'll kill them I'll kill them I'll kill them I'll kill them kill them kill them kill them KILL THEM kill them kill them kill them kill them kill them kill them I'll kill them I'll kill EVERYTHING because no one NO ONE deserves to live. YOU. You betrayed me. Filthy, worthless humans! Humans, half-elves, all of you are KILLING THIS PLANET like you killed my tree and I'll make you PAY for hurting me. They hurt me. They HURT ME.

[And then, just as suddenly, he's cringing.]

It hurts it hurts everything hurts she's dead I'm dead I'm not alive I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying nothing is worth it everything is ending MAKE IT STOP!

[Suddenly, he gains a seething black aura that can be seen as much as felt-- pure power, hatred, and darkness. Oh, the darkness. It's his native element and it's expressed as much now as ever.]

[ooc: PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING. People who comment to this post have a HIGH RISK of being hurt and/or killed. EMIL HAS LOST HIS MARBLES BECAUSE OF CRANE.

Damage Control: How much do you want your character beat up? Please leave me an OOC note in your tag. I can accommodate. However, if you decide to have your character killed, please fill out this form and have it approved BEFORE it happens.

Emil should be able to survive this encounter, seeing as he's a huge godmod (and some plot stuff needs to go down) so I'd rather not kill him off here. Revenge can come later. You can ping me on AIM as heroic BSOD if you want to talk things over.

Happy holiday massacre, guys!]

Heavier Snowfall P.O.P. %100 High: -4°C (25°F) Low: -6°C (21°F) Wind: NE 0.5km/h (0.3mph)

The precipitation has increased. Visibility is still reasonable, except for the fog that has, while no one was paying attention, slipped in and settled down. This is either like Silent Hill or Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. Either works.

Snow is beginning to collect on the ground. It settles everywhere, except on this CUBOID which you may remember. A cuboid, if you will recall, is not a rectangle. Ever.

The fog isn't too bad, and the snow falls even more gently now with the lowered winds, even if it is a bit chillier. Footprints fade away within hours, as if the snow is making a conscious effort to remain pristine.

Hey, folks. Life is throwing me one mess right after another, and I'm really struggling to keep things in some semblance of normalcy. (... well, relative to my life, anyway -- goodness knows I'm not normal, lawl.) I'll spare you all the details, but suffice to say I need a miniature breather.

This is just a semi-hiatus, though. I'll be around to tag, just... not much. And if I suddenly fade away for a bit and come back later, blame sleep deprivation and/or benadryl.

It's also a request: if you want my attention in a thread/log somewhere; be it already in-progress, backtagging, or something new I may have missed, can you please direct me to it either here or via some other method of your choosing? I'm very mentally scattered, and while I'm trying my hardest not to drop things, it's happening whether I want it to or not. So yeah, if you guys'd help keep me in line, that'd be great. Just toss a link my way and I promise it will be dealt with.

Thanks so much, you guys. And I hope everyone's having a happy Chrismahannukkwanzica Yuletide Winter Solstice Festival Holiday. ... Or at least a good week. ♥

Th-Th-This is...

{She looks terrified at first--it's the classic image of a scared heroine: hands clutched to the chest and mouth, large wibbling eyes...
But that doesn't last long at all. Instead, her eyes become filled with joy and admiration.}

...Wonderful!!! I'm on the Lysithea?! Oh, no, no, it's not quite Voices of a Distant Star. This is more Macross or Crest of the Stars, definitely! Oh, I could even make a Lafiel costume! Ohohoho, that would be a lovely costume, but the white dress would be so much prettier than the uniform...

{She rolls up the piece of paper she was holding, slapping it against her hand}

This is a perfect setting for a wonderful drama! Just think of it, the sight of brave battles as young men all compete in a heated love of their countries and ideals! Oh, there would be tragedy, drama, and perhaps even a love triangle! Yes, the main character is torn between his childhood friend, still residing on Earth (and who is actually a long lost princess!!) and the strong and independent female soldier that he works with! But nothing like Fllay, of course, since that really just is indecent for that kind of time slot. Yes, yes, it's a wonderful idea! I absolutely must tell Kyouya-sama about the appeal of war uniforms and elaborate mechs! Haruhi-kun would have to be the noble and kind-hearted protagonist, of course, but we'll see how everything could work out!

...

But wait, where is "home" anyways? That store was definitely sending off the dark and mysterious type of shop like Yuuko-sama's! But the door is gone too? Yuuko-sama, if this is your shop, I didn't mean to intrude!! I really must get home to Ouran right away, and I don't have a wish.

{But then, seeing you (yes, you) she points her rolled up magazine at you enthusiastically}

Ah, you'll do! You're no Yuuko-sama, but you know the way out, right? Ah, and have you ever considered cosplay...? I think I know a role that would be good for you! ♥

...H-Hi again. To add to our always lovely Ouran cast, this is tsunderes, bringing you my nth character, Renge Houshakuji! Renge is the Host Club's manager, promotions advisor, and moe expert. Oh, and she's an otaku. Watch out!

If your character(s) are from Japanese media, please fill out this meme! Because...Renge likes to meta-reference and break the 4th wall. So I need to know what I can't do!

In addition, since I posted them a while ago, here is Renge's application and regular permissions meme!

I'm going on hiatus! As I'm sure you could tell by my recent lack of posting. Wink wink nudge nudge sarcasm.

But seriously. I'll be gone, presumably with no Internet access, from the 23rd until the 28th. Uh. Yeah.

The 20th-23rd is a good enough timeframe to get some substantial RPing in...r-right?

[Argentine is crouching on stone pillar which he's brought with him. He was resting, just thinking, and decided to sit here in the hopes of running into someone. The snow, however, has taken him off guard and he tips his head up to look at the sky.]

...Is there art dreaming somewhere? [He reaches up a gloved hand to catch some snow.] How strange.

[Kyouya appears with his laptop on the Plane, so he has good reason to be surprised when there is SNOW around him]

...what?

[Wrapping his laptop up in his blazer, he looks around. First instinct? Someone brought a snow machine. To the Plane at large, and so whoever may be responsible, even if it is Lapis and Lazuli]

I don't think that this is an advisable idea.

[A sigh. He pulls off his glasses to clear up the fog]

Snow P.O.P. %100 High: -1°C (30°F) Low: -4°C (25°F) Wind: NE 5km/h (1.3mph)

For the first time ever, ladies and gentlemen, it will be precipitating on the Astral Plane. Snow will stick to people, places, and things, but not to the floor of the Astral Plane. There, it will just disappear, as if absorbed into space itself. Further, there are no clouds; the snow seems to come from nowhere. In closed buildings like the ballroom, there will be heating. For open air buildings like the coliseum, people are out of luck. For now we're looking at mild weather, but keep tuning in for updates. Who knows what this snow may decide to do?

'Sup dudes :D; so- yes. It is time for my fairly regualar kidnap by my grandparents away from all internet sources (this time with extra added ice; aheheh ;;) soooo I shall not be on from the 22nd 'til the 29th or so (I love my parents being vague -_-) which means that Emilia, Sorin, Brigitta, Juni, Cally and Bai Tza shall all be off in a happy land with clouds and things.

So, yes- I shall miss you all! But I shall try to return with cookies and love <3

I'm leaving for Ohio in the morning, and I should be gone until the 24th. Internet is unlikely, so I'll see you guys on the other side of Christmas.

Hope your holidays are going well. (twistedsensei is my only character)

WHO: Marta (formervanguard) and Power Girl (boob_window)
WHAT: A meeting full of girl power!
WHERE: Off-plane, just outside of a city, where there be monsters for both of them.
WHEN: Around now...ish. No specific time frame.
WARNINGS: .... none yet? :x

( This could be awesome, or this could be trouble. )

[At the Astral Bar, Sebastian has lined up a number of alcoholic drinks in glasses. He is currently straightening them out so they are in a proper line.]

[It is an absurd act of orderliness in the face of future drunkenness. His teddy bear sits on the bar beside the last glass.]

And I don't even know what you are... Oh, Aloysius, if only Charles were here, I would not get into such trouble as taking advantage of this bar shall lead me to do.

[nudging a glass into place]

Or at least he would share half the drinks with me so I would only get half as inebriated. I think that counts for something. But there are drinks to test and and tastes to discover! Science, poetry, and cartography must go on, even in the absence of dear friends.

[and so Sebastian drinks from his first glass]

As a sort of "Just So You Know" note or something along the lines of "If You Haven't Noticed Already", my activity is rather... lacking as of late. Work and school (taking mini class over the break) have left me super tired so I'm sorry for dropping threads.

Hopefully I'll be ready to go once the holiday season and my classes are finally done with.

So it occurs to me to mention that I am leaving the country for two weeks and will have no Internet access, or very little :|a Also family stuff!

- and, umm, that whole Jack dropping thing? Let us pretend it did not happen *cough*


EDIT: So I just found out Orson Wells is not only the guy that wrote the radio play for War of the Worlds also wrote and directed Citizen Kane. Also H.G. Wells, the guy that wrote the book which the radio play was based on, is adorable and says things like 'If I am not misunderstanding you completely, that means there will be some more of those jolly good noises. That would be marvelous!'

So yes.